OK! OK! I once again give you Baby Pictures!


I have been back at work for two weeks now. So far the results have been mixed. The sleep deprivation leaves me fuzzy a lot of the time. Staring blankly at the screen is not uncommon. It doesn't help I got a brand new computer at work just as I got back, which is a real easy time sink. (Setting up each new, little thing can eat an hour, easy). Even getting in to work is tough, as there is almost always something going on with babies which will just take up a few more minutes...




We definitely have needed some help. So far we have a night nurse (or doula) who comes once a week, allowing us full night sleeps. Quite pricey, but worth it for the sanity it maintains. We also have a friend we are paying to help babysit with Candy on weekdays while I am at work. Even so Candice is alone a couple of days a week, which is tough. Come January we are going to have to find a more permanent Babysitter/Nanny solution.






These guys grow so fast. As tiny as they still are, it is truly amazing how far they have grown. They are just now transitioning from Newborn diapers to the 1st level of baby diaper. Take this picture of Rylie and those tiny little chicken legs. She has put on so much weight we now have trouble separting her from Kayla. For a while Rylie had a little scratch on her nose we used as a cheat, but it healed so now we are back at square one. I suggested another scratch, but apparently that constitutes some sort of child abuse. Candy thinks we could paint one of her toenails instead. I say lets get a Tyson-style face tattoo and leave it at that.




The past week or so has actually been quite exciting, as the level of alertness of the girls has taken a definite upswing. They are looking at everything that comes in close and have even given us some smiles and what looked like a little giggle from Kayla. We broke out the Einstein Play Gym, which comes with everything from rattles to a little mirror. The girls are alternatively fascinated and horrified. I guess something with so many doodads can be a bit overwhelming.



Just dealing with the needs of the babies is enough work. Between feeding, diapering, burping, and soothing there is not a lot of extra time. Now that they are doing new things we have a whole new time sink: Staring at the babies. We spent close to an hour this week watching Rylie whap a stuffed star that was dangling from the Gym. We had planned on doing other things... but the baby was just working so hard to hit that floating star. It can be a serious danger. It brings joy, but the stress one feels at not having accomplished something basic, like washing the dirty baby clothes, brings the exact opposite of joy.



Managing the stress is a major issue. Candice has developed some hives, what look like a allergic reaction, but as far as our doctor can tell it appears what she is allergic to is the stress and lack of sleep. Probably some major hormone changes can be thrown in there as well. Now she is scratching all the time, which does not help either of our moods.



On the whole things are good. Every time we meet another mother of multiples they tell us we just have to get through the first X # of months and then things get so much better. So we are putting our heads down and pushing on through. Not even the Dark Ages lasted forever.





Some of our favorite things to do are to buy cute things to put the babies in. Yes, even I with my high testosterone level am vulnerable to the ultra-cute baby outfit. I feel just a bit less manly...but then I recall I just fathered twins and my stud quotient perks right back up. Here, for instance, are these cute towels with animal heads we bought. The green one is an alligator, the tan one a lion. If you are thinking they look a little big, you are right. We bought toddler sized towels by accident. Oh well, who doesn't like a really big towel?

Alternatively, you can dress your baby up like a hard rocker. Nothing says bad ass baby like the Ramones or the Beastie Boys. This allows the parent the illusion of not being an old person with a baby, by starting the process of living vicariously at the earliest age possible.













Once again, thanks to everyone who has given or made clothes. If you still haven't seen your outfit, stay tuned. We will get through all of them eventually. Now, let me finish with an honorable mention to Patricia, who made these adorable little sweaters.



Is that enough pictures to feed your appetities for Babies? No? Get some help people.
Or get a baby...just not mine. Although a rental is a definite possibility...